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Mount-grotto_cavern—valley search'd in vain, They find on shore a sea-boat's broken chain: Their hope revives—they follow o’er the main. 'Tis idle allmoons roll on moons away, And Conrad comes not-came not since that day: Nor trace, nor tidings of his doom declare Where lives his grief, or perish'd his despair! Long mourn’d his band whom none could mourn beside ; And fair the monument they gave his bride: For him they raise not the recording stone His death yet dubious, deeds too widely known; He left a Corsair's name to other times, Link'd with one virtue, and a thousand crimes. (17)
The time in this poem may seem too short for the occurrences, but the whole of the Ægean isles are within a few hours' sail of the continent, and the reader must be kind enough to take the wind as I have often found it.
Note 1, page 82, line 25.
Orlando, Canto 10.
Note 2, page 87, line 10.
Note 3, page 90, line 18.
Note 4, page 90, line 20.
Note 5, page 90, line 21.
Note to Canto II. page 91, line 5. It has been objected that Conrad's entering disguised as a spy is out of nature - Perhaps so. I find something not unlike it in history.
“ Anxious to explore with his own eyes the state of the Vandals, Majorian ventured, after disguising the colour of his hair, to visit Carthage in the character of his own ambassador; and Genseric was afterwards mortified by the discovery, that he had entertained and dismissed the Emperor of the Romans. Such an anecdote may be rejected as an improbable fiction; but it is a fiction which would not have been imagined unless in the life of a hero." Gibbon, D. and F. Pol. VI. p. 180.
That Conrad is a character not altogether out of nature I shall attempt to prove by some historical coincidences which I have met with since writing r. The Corsair."
" Eccelin prisonnier,” dit Rolandini, « s'enfermoit dans un silence menaçant, il fixoit sur la terre son visage féroce, et ne donnoit point d'essor à sa profonde indignation.-De toutes parts cepeudant les soldats et les peuples accouroient ; ils vouloient voir cet homme, jadis si puissant, et la joie universelle éclatoit de toutes parts.
“ Eccelin étoit d'une petite taille; mais tout l'aspect de sa personne, tous ses-mouvemens, indiquoient un soldat.Son langage étoit amer, son déportement superbe-et par son seul égard, il faisoit trembler les plus hardis." Sismondi, tome III. page 219, 220.
“ Gizericus (Genseric, king of the Vandals, the conqueror of both Carthage and Rome), staturâ mediocris, et equi casu claudicans, animo profundus, sermone rarus, luxuriæ contemptor, irâ turbidus, habendi cupidus, ad solicitandas gentesprovidentissimus," &c. &c. Jornandes de Rebus Geticis,
I beg leave to quote these gloomy realities to keep in countenance my Giaour and Corsair.
Note 6, page 93, line 27. And my stern vow and order's laws oppose. The Dervises are in colleges, and of different orders, as the monks.
Note 7, page 95, line 2.
Note 8, page 95, line 23. He tore his beard, and foaming fled the fight. A common and not very novel effect of Mussulman anger. See Prince Eugene's Memoirs, page 24. « The Seraskier received a wound in the thigh; he plucked up his beard by the roots, because he was obliged to quit the field.”
Note 9, page 97, line 7. Brief time had Conrad now to greet Gulnare. Gulnare, a female name; it means, literally, the flower of the pomegranate.
Note 10, page 105, line 2. Till even the scaffold echoes with their jest ! In Sir Thomas More, for instance, on the scaffold, and Anne Boleyn, in the Tower, when grasping her neck, she remarked, that it " was too slender to trouble the headsman much.” During one part of the French Revolution, it became a fashion to leave some “ mot” as a legacy; and the quantity of facetious last words spoken during that period would form a melancholy jest-book of a considerable size.
Note 11, page 110, line 4. That closed their murder'd sage's latest day! Socrates drank the hemlock a short time before sunset (the hour of execution), notwithstanding the entreaties of his disciples to wait till the sun went down.
Note 12, page 110, line 16. The queen of night asserts her silent reign. The twilight in Greece is much shorter than in our own country: the days in winter are longer, but in summer of shorter duration.
Note 13, page 110, line 26.
The gleaming turret of the gay Kiosk. The Kiosk is a Turkish summer-house: the palm is without the present walls of Athens, not far from the tem